Nose down, what you gonna do when   Parties fade and your makeup starts to smear   Only scene is a grand entrance   Silver screen is another brand new year      In a sea of talcum power   Kids swim and they lose their color   Clock strikes twelve   Say, don't ya feel so well?      As the confetti falls   Timed with the tears   No one wants to hear   about your hardwood floors      In stalls of the magic markers   Boys and girls come and go like coats of paint   All you've got is a pretty name   You shouldn't be killed off in the very first scene      On the porch with the smokers   Party talk gets much older   Clock strikes twelve   Say, don't ya feel so well?      As the confetti falls   Timed with the tears   No one wants to hear   about your hardwood floors